Saboteur

Back in July, my parents gave me their green mini-van. It had a working air conditioner, my white mini-van did not. We parked the white van in our garage and I've been driving my parents green one ever since. The insurance that my parents had on the van expired on November 1st so I cleaned out my white van to use again until we had taken care of registration and insurance on the green van. It didn't take me very long to see that an old hash brown wrapper from McDonald's had been shredded into neat little pieces, and upon closer inspection I found, you guessed it, mouse droppings. I was a little annoyed. My husband pulled the car out of the garage to take a look under the hood. He noticed the insulation on the hood had been chewed, he peaked inside, and look who he saw looking back:

In preparation for this mouse hunt, my husband had put on two pairs of leather gloves. He carefully tried to trap the mouse so he could set it free somewhere that was not my garage or van. The mouse then became desperate and decided that his only choice was to fight, he jumped out onto my husbands hand, a hand that had two thick, leather gloves on it. My husband was afraid the mouse carried diseases so he wigged out and flung the mouse away from him. Away from him just also happened to be in the direction of my head. At least that's what it seemed like when I saw it flying through the air in my general direction. I screamed at the top of my lungs and bolted. In the process, I inadvertently snapped this beauty of a picture.Yeah, that's my shirt hem and the pocket on my pants.

The mouse ran for the cover of the storage bins in the garage. Of course by now, we are both laughing hysterically. I'm pretty sure the mouse had already flew past me and hit the ground before I reacted, but it is so funny how when you panic, your body just takes over. Fight or flight. Apparently, I am flight, and the mouse is fight.

But ultimately the mouse lost his fight for survival. Peanut butter gets them every time. However, the mouse did have the last laugh, the power locks, the vent blower and seat adjustments in the van don't work anymore. We think he must have chewed some wires or something.

Local Commercials

Oh, man. There are these commercials, they are local commercials, and I swear they only play them at night. They play at night when Leslie gets really giggly. You think she laughs a lot during the day, you should see her at 10:30 at night. But seriously, there are two of these commercials, they usually play them together, and they just kill me.

This is the first one:

***She sings***
Less of you! More of Life! Weight loss Surgical Center!

Pretty good huh?

Okay here's the second commercial, this one is really awesome:

***She really sings***(Look there's a link to the actual commercial!)
Midwest Hemorrhoid Treatment Center! Don't suffer in silence!

By now, I am usually laughing so hard, I have to excuse myself to the restroom. Now watch that commercial and tell me you don't want to sing it ten times.

Huh?

Huh?

That's what I thought.

Too Much Candy?

We went to the Trunk or Treat at the church on Saturday night. We got a lot of candy.

My husband ate a ton of it. It made him sleepy.

A Nice Relaxing Fall Break

I have a week off of school! Hooray! No class until next tuesday. Last night I was so looking forward to a nice relaxing break. I even thought to myself, maybe I'll read a book, for fun!

But then, I woke up to this

and this

and of course, this

and a reminder for parent teacher conferences for this self taught Karate Master.

That was when I realized how wrapped up in school I've been the last few weeks.

Sheesh. I'm already stressed out and it's not even 9am yet.

Wherein I talk about mostly nothing.

I am sitting in the computer lab at the community college. I had a test on break-even points with single and multiple products, and absorption and variable costing. Frankly, I find break even points a little too easy, and absorption costing slightly confusing, and if you know what I am talking about leave a comment at the end and you will receive ten brownie points. Don't get too excited, I said brownie points, not brownies.

I'm not so sure how I did on the test, I guess it could go either way. I didn't get a whole lot of studying done. I had a migraine yesterday, the kind where you lose vision and your brain takes a vacation. Yeah, I melted a plastic container all over my glass top stove. My house sure smells, but I figure it was a good thing, because my smoke alarms didn't go off and believe me, they should have. Add the alarms to the honey do list, I guess.

Now I am talking with the kids on the computers next to me about their mythology teacher telling the class that Jesus was gay. Hmmmm......what does that have to do with mythology anyway?

I Don't Know What You Mean....

Someone who commented on my last post (Megan) said that my children must have inherited my sense of humor.


Uhhhh...................


hmmmm........


what do you mean?

I don't know what you are talking about.

Peas and Carrots

These two have strong and wild imaginations.

I have no idea what they're doing. I did not teach them that.

But look how little they used to be!!

Awwwwww!!! They're so cute!